Grateful Dead - Cruel White Water lyrics

Up near the border where the cruel white water drowns the vagabond who sleeps too low me and my companion, the famous Jack Of Lanterns tracked the misty mountains through the snow I ran across the hidden chord but I could not learn the changes the blue Pacific called and I had to go there was holy on the ivy in the apparition mountains but the warmest bed I found was ten below courted lady Greensleeves, she pushed me out the window I landed like a feather in the trees took off across New Mexico and landed in the bayou but the catfish were too lean, and I had to blow don't lie for gold--no no no no! don't lie for love--that turns out cold if life depends, just get out whole... but don't lie for less, no no no no! Marie Marie, Marie Helena you're my amour, you're my own heart Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena! Left a life of ease and caught that black iron steamer across the barren waste to your arcade singing 'take me to your leader' in my strangest country tenor but the bad I set to lay was half way made leftover pieces weren't exactly what I needed they didn't have much meaning on their own there was some talk of deviation, but from what was never mentioned so I set out to find my wrong way home home inside the hour, I was tuning my guitar where I got that sudden urge I know too well I finished my rendition of 'Don't Pity My Condition' and then looked around to find what I could sell You can't sell your soul! Leave that alone! You can't change your role Big Daddy Lowe Don't break your back for less than love! and don't trade your love for stars above! Marie Marie, Marie Helena you're my amour, you're my own heart Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena! Caught up with Jack Of Lanterns in a town called Make It Hurt preaching three card monte in the Live And Let It church the choir was down and dirty, drawing bad and betting worse we left at ten past six in a padded hearse I might find companions in after hours taverns to tell a tale or two I've never heard but the strangest song I know is what the thunder said to lightening and I never could recall a single word except... Up near the border where the cruel white water drowns the vagabond who sleeps too low me and my companion, the famous Jack Of Lanterns tracked the misty mountains through the snow don't lie for gold--no no no no! don't lie for love--that turns out cold if life depends, just get out whole... but don't lie for less--no no no no! Marie Marie, Marie Helena by firelight you steal my heart Marie Marie, Marie Helena Marie Marie, Marie Helena!